Well it’s the art of letting goI don’t really think i knowBut i have to find a place to restRight now

It is tearin me apartand its a, no good mode for my heartplease tell me and i’ll step awayRight now

Cause what you’ve said, and what you’ve done, they don’t match so I’m confusedAnd all this time, when you’ve been gone, I feel my hope has been abusedCause now you’re back, i see the truth, and now i know that i’ve been usedI find it cold, i find it cruel, that’s who you are

Well it’s the art of letting goI really wish i’d knownCause being a puppet on a stringIs no good

Cause what you’ve said, and what you’ve done, they don’t match so I’m confusedAnd all this time, when you’ve been gone, I feel my hope has been abusedCause now you’re back, i see the truth, and now i know that i’ve been usedI find it cold, i find it cruel, that’s who you are

And i had to find a place to restYeah i had to find a place to restOh yes i had to find a place to restright there

Cause what you said, and what you did, they wouldn’t match so I’s confusedAnd all that time, when you were gone, I felt my hope had been abusedCause now you came back, i saw the truth, and then i knew that i’d been usedI find it cold, i find it cruel, that’s who you are